Lang Huo and Xiang Tian erupted with power at the same time, charging towards Yue Wangshu to kill her.
They had been annoyed by this woman for a long time.
She was clearly just a little girl, so young, yet she had already reached their level.
In a one-on-one fight, she was slightly stronger than either of them. However, working together, they could easily handle her.
Flames burst from Lang Huo's body, expanding continuously until they formed a phantom of a fire wolf over five meters long.
Swish, swish, swish!
His movements became extremely agile as he continuously leaped around.
Suddenly, he flashed behind Yue Wangshu. The giant wolf head of the phantom abruptly opened its mouth and bit down towards Yue Wangshu's head.
Yue Wangshu quickly turned around. Frost emerged on her body, covering her like scales.
Even the oil-paper umbrella in her hand transformed into an ice umbrella.
Boom!
Yue Wangshu placed the ice umbrella in front of her. It suddenly expanded several times in size to form a defense.
The phantom formed by Lang Huo crashed head-on into the ice umbrella.
The massive impact kicked up a storm all around them.
Suddenly, several sharp spikes shot out from the ice umbrella, piercing towards Lang Huo's body.
Lang Huo immediately clapped his hands together, continuously erupting with power. The scorching flames slowly melted the ice spikes away.
Just as the two were in a stalemate, Xiang Tian's figure instantly flashed behind Yue Wangshu. He held a large machete that gleamed with an earthy yellow light.
"Earth Explosion Slash!"
He slashed out forcefully, and an earthy-colored sword aura shot towards Yue Wangshu's back.
"Ancestor, watch out!"
The elders standing on Yue Wangshu's side below all shouted anxiously.
Their lives were now tied to Yue Wangshu. If she died, death awaited them as well.
However, the battle between the three was taking place in the sky, and these people couldn't help at all.
In the nick of time, Xu Mu used his cloud steps and flashed behind Yue Wangshu.
The earthy yellow sword aura suddenly struck Xu Mu, but the moment it touched his body, it vanished without a trace.
"What?"
Seeing this, Xiang Tian widened his eyes in disbelief.
Hum!
The massive earthy yellow sword aura suddenly appeared from behind Lang Huo.
Boom!
The sword aura pierced through the phantom and smashed into Lang Huo's body.
"Holy shit!"
Lang Huo cursed angrily, his body trembling violently.
Seeing this, Yue Wangshu quickly raised her hand. A column of water coiled around her body.
The water column transformed into a water snake with wings on its back.
Whoosh!
This arm-thick water snake suddenly coiled around Lang Huo's body.
Following a violent explosion, it shattered into ice.
Countless ice spikes, like sword blades, pierced through Lang Huo's defense and stabbed into his body.
Blood spurted from Lang Huo, and his figure plummeted from the sky.
On a distant hillside, Shi Fumeng looked up at Yue Wangshu high above.
She sighed in her heart. As expected of the Snake Transformation Clan, their water-controlling abilities were indeed formidable.
But truth be told, her Gonggong Clan's water-controlling abilities were even stronger in ancient times.
Yet their clan had ended up living like this.
"Everyone, follow me up the mountain! Hurry!"
Yue Wangshu quickly shouted to the elders below.
Then, she grabbed Xu Mu and flew towards the mountain.
As for Xiang Tian, she had completely ignored him.
Her only fear was the two of them teaming up against her.
Now that one was injured, Xiang Tian alone wouldn't dare fight her one-on-one.
Hearing this voice, Shi Fumeng in the distance also immediately turned and ran up the mountain.
Yue Wangshu and Xu Mu arrived first. After all, Zhou Guyang was still here.
"Miss Yue Wangshu, what happened down there?"
Zhou Guyang asked with a smile.
"Wei Jingzhi is attacking,"
Yue Wangshu replied immediately.
"What?"
Zhou Guyang, who had been sitting, immediately stood up. "Are you telling the truth?"
"Why don't you go see for yourself? With a formation master like you helping, we might be able to take him down!"
Yue Wangshu said to Zhou Guyang.
Zhou Guyang immediately rushed down the mountain. Hearing is deceiving, seeing is believing.
He definitely needed to see it with his own eyes to believe it.
As a top-tier formation master, even if he encountered Wei Jingzhi, he had the ability to retreat unscathed.
Seeing him leave, Yue Wangshu immediately said to Xu Mu, "Hurry!"
Xu Mu quickly walked over to the formation, squatted down, and pressed both hands against the ground.
Formation characters and runes flashed around his body, filling in the formation on the ground.
"What are you doing?"
A bald man nearby immediately shouted.
Bang, bang, bang...
Water droplets once again transformed into sharp swords, taking out all the bald men around them.
Yue Wangshu's face was calm. "You could have lived if you kept your mouths shut."
"Done."
Xu Mu suddenly looked up and said to Yue Wangshu.
"That fast?"
Yue Wangshu's face was full of disbelief. Just what kind of sect was this Righteous-to-Evil Sect, to be able to teach such a monster?
Just then, the first batch of elders appeared in the distance.
"Ancestor!"
"I've had my friend complete the formation. Get out of here quickly, and we'll meet at the usual place."
Yue Wangshu said to the people in the distance.
"Miss, what about you?"
A white-haired elder asked softly.
"Don't worry about me. The primary goal right now is to keep you all alive."
Yue Wangshu said.
The crowd here successively passed through the formation and left the ruins.
Shi Fumeng had also appeared in the distance, but she didn't teleport out through the formation. Instead, she stood there motionless.
"Why aren't you leaving?"
Yue Wangshu looked at her and asked.
"I..."
Shi Fumeng bit her lip, clenched her fists, and said, "I want to stay and fight alongside Xu Mu."
"Holy crap! This posturing has some real layers to it."
Hearing this, Xu Mu clapped his hands. "Fight alongside me, and then figure out a way to swindle a Heaven-tier cultivation method out of me, right?"
"No! I didn't think that."
Shi Fumeng looked at Xu Mu with some grievance. "You've saved me multiple times. I want to repay you."
"Stop pretending! Repay my ass! Someone as cowardly and afraid of death as you, repaying me? I'd thank the heavens if you didn't stab me in the back."
Xu Mu curled his lips. "Leave or don't, I couldn't care less about you."
"I'm not!"
Tears flowed from Shi Fumeng's eyes. "I really want to repay you."
"How will you repay me? What realm are my enemies in? Can you even help?"
Xu Mu asked in return.
"I..."
Shi Fumeng wiped her tears with her sleeve and choked out, "Xu Mu! I hate you!"
After saying that, she ran towards the formation and disappeared from the area.
"Tsk tsk, after saying all that, she still ran away, didn't she?"
Xu Mu shrugged.
"On the contrary, I think she was telling the truth."
Yue Wangshu said with a smile.
"Forget about her. I'm not interested in foregone conclusions."
Xu Mu sighed softly, then looked at Yue Wangshu. "You're not leaving?"
"I'm waiting for you. You helped me a lot this time, I definitely can't just leave you behind."
Yue Wangshu looked at Xu Mu and said.
"I can't leave. I still have a few friends here."
As Xu Mu spoke, three figures appeared in his perception.
A few breaths later, the three appeared before their eyes.
"Yue Wangshu! You dare trick me?"
Zhou Guyang looked at the bald men lying on the ground and said sternly, "Offending our Immortality Research Institute, how many lives do you think you have?"
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